"Shall we get married?" he asked quietly, leaning back and smiling at her. "You know I love you." He blinked at her, hesitating. "Well, don't you?" No... thanks, fine proposal, sir, if a bit on the plain side, but I think I'd rather live in sin for a while, new experience. They still call it that? What's better for income tax? How old are you anyhow?" Joint filing is better I think. My wife did all that. Recently I just hired an accountant." He smiled at her. "I'm a hundred and two, I think, most. Instead she would be required to be naked for this man’s intimate visual inspection and handling witnessed by the two other women. The shame was over whelming although her wish to be dominated would soon surface. With pressure for release getting ever more urgent, The master shouted angrily “get a move on girl” dropping back to a more measured and ominous tone , “unless you want the dubious distinction of being the first person in our world to be disciplined for disobedience to your Lord and. Alex reached up her skirt, pulled her panties down, and went between her legs missionary style. The girl seemed elsewhere, she would moan with every thrust Alex gave her, but she didn't do much else, just lay there with her legs open. Her moans were really loud, it even sounded like she was in pain. But she kept taking it. Her moaning is something I remember to this day. It was the first time me and Caeser saw sex, so we didn't really understand the whole concept. Alex's sister sat there. You pussy was wet and glistening and shiny with the magic oil that had dripped down and you had worked into your sweet young cunt. I guided my cock to its mark. You turned your head to look up at me. The music stopped. It was as if time stood still. Now you are ready. You can see the love and lust in my expression. You are on fire. Your heart is pounding. Your pussy is aching. You are bent over the bolster and you can feel how exposed you are. You know you are completely at my mercy. You feel.